Feng Da was in his thirties, with dark and rough skin, short stature, and unattractive appearance. He nodded to Liu Yan and said, "Yes, sir, I saw it with my own eyes."
"Didn't you see how many people there were on the other side?"
Feng Da pondered for a moment and said: "I estimate that there must be about sixty or seventy of them. These barbarian soldiers are all wearing knives, some are wearing armor, and some are wearing animal skins!"
Recalling the appearance of the barbarian soldiers, Feng Da couldn't help but shudder.
Liu Yan smiled calmly and said comfortingly: "You don't have to be afraid, we are here to take care of it so that these barbarians never come back!"
"If the adults say this, the little ones will feel relieved."
Under Feng Da's guidance, Liu Yan's first film began to head towards Baishan.
They marched all night and arrived in Baishan before dawn the next morning.
Feng Da, a local man, brought them great convenience. They stationed themselves in a very hidden mountain col. Worried that the barbarians would find their traces, Liu Yan ordered that no fires or camps were allowed. Take a break in between.
The mountain forest was damp and cold in the early morning. Many rebels were sitting on the ground wearing only single clothes, shivering from the cold.
Li Tong and Li Yi were both pale from the cold, and they kept rubbing their hands. Upon seeing this, Liu Xiu took off his armor, handed it to Li Tong, and said, "Ci Yuan, put it on!"
The blade armor in the army is not a single layer, but a double layer. It is made of iron on the outside, leather on the inside, and cotton padded in the middle. It is very warm when worn on the body.
Li Tong waved his hands repeatedly and said: "No, Uncle Wen, you should just wear it..."
Before he could finish speaking, Liu Xiu helped Li Tong put the armor on his body. He said with a smile: "I usually work at home and do farm work, and my body is stronger than yours."
What Liu Xiu said was true. Although he was thin, his body was indeed much stronger than that of ordinary people. At this time, even if he was not wearing armor, he would not feel too cold.
Long Yuan took off his armor, handed it to Liu Xiu, and said: "Master...Uncle Wen, please wear mine!"
Liu Xiu smiled gratefully at Long Yuan, shook his head, handed the armor to Li Yi, and said, "Brother Ji Wen, you wear this."
Li Yi quickly thanked him, and regardless of how Long Yuan glared at him, he took the armor and quickly put it on himself. Then he took a long breath and couldn't help but sigh: "I didn't expect it to be so cold in Hanzhong County. It's finally warmer now." .”
Liu Xiu smiled and said to Li Tong and Li Yi: "Let's sleep for a while. I guess we will have to go to war at dawn."
Sure enough, as Liu Xiu said, when the sky turned white and the sky gradually became brighter, Liu Yan began to arrange tasks for his ten village chiefs.
Ten village commanders led their respective teams, spread out, and surrounded the barbarian soldiers' station. What Liu Yan wanted was to completely annihilate these sixty or seventy barbarian soldiers.
There is no suspense about a thousand men fighting sixty or seventy. Only when all the enemy troops are wiped out can it be regarded as a feat.
Liu Xiu, Long Yuan, Li Tong, and Li Yi were all arranged by Liu Yan to Zhu Yun's camp. Zhu Yun and Zhang Ping's two camps were both led by Liu Yan himself.
After laying out the tactics, Liu Yan ordered the whole army to take action.
The team of a thousand people spread out and gathered towards the location of the barbarians according to the pre-planned route.
The group led by Zhu Yun didn't even have a chance to participate in the war. They said they were going to reinforce that route if it was tight. But in fact, with thousands of people besieging 60 or 70 barbarian soldiers, how could there be a tight situation?
Seeing that other villages had already started to take action, even the village led by Zhang Ping was ahead of him. Zhu Yun, who was left behind, sighed and muttered something in his mouth.
Liu Xiu understood that it was because he was in Brother Yun's village that his eldest brother gave them special 'care' and wouldn't even let them move forward in such a small battle where the strength of the two sides was very different.
When the agreed time came and all the villages were in place, Liu Yan asked Zhang Ping to release the sounding arrow.
Zhang Ping twisted his bow and nocked an arrow, pointed the arrow at the sky, and shot out.
The tail of the sounding arrow has a hole dug out. When the arrow flies in the air, it can make a sharp scream that can be heard far away. In ancient armies, sounding arrows were usually used to send signals.
In the village led by Zhang Ping, he was the only one who knew how to use a bow and arrow.
In the army, not every soldier can use a bow and arrow. An ordinary soldier cannot even draw a bow. Without three years of hard training, it is impossible to become a qualified archer.
The status of archers in the ancient army is equivalent to the special forces in the modern army.
Along with the sound of arrows, the rebels who had already gathered around the barbarian camp roared and rushed out of the woods.
Liu Yan's sudden appearance caught the barbarian soldiers hiding in the mountains and forests by surprise. Holding a long sword, Liu Yan took the lead and rushed into the barbarian camp.
As soon as he came in, two barbarians ran towards him.
Both of these two people were wearing rattan armor, holding a shield in one hand and a scimitar in the other. Looking at their faces, they saw one black line and one white line, painted with oil paint. It was unclear what they looked like, but they looked like ghosts.
After the two sides met, Liu Yan, without saying a word, raised his sword and slashed at a barbarian soldier.
The barbarian soldier reacted quickly and hurriedly used his shield to parry.
Teng Dun blocked Liu Yan's long sword, but the barbarian soldier could not withstand Liu Yan's brute strength. The barbarian soldier was knocked backwards by Liu Yan's sword and fell two meters away.
Another barbarian soldier roared angrily and swung his sword to slash at Liu Yan. As soon as he raised his sword, it could no longer be slashed. Zhang Ping, who was behind Liu Yan, shot an arrow into the barbarian soldier's eye socket. The iron head poked out from the back of his head.
The barbarian soldiers fell to the ground without saying a word.
Liu Yan didn't even look at the fallen body. He held the long sword and rushed towards the barbarian soldier who was chopped down by him. Before the opponent could get up from the ground, he raised the sword and cut the opponent's neck in two. .
Poof! The heads of the barbarian soldiers fell off, and a bloody arrow spurted out. Liu Yan stared at his bloodshot eyes and shouted sternly: "Kill! No one will be spared!"
Liu Yan's bravery inspired all the rebel brothers present. People suppressed their fear of the barbarians, picked up their weapons, and fought together with the barbarians.
A dozen barbarian soldiers gathered together and formed a group to break out. However, they were surrounded by rebels, with three floors inside and three floors outside. They were completely surrounded. How could they break out?
A rebel soldier held an ax in his hand, jumped up to the back of a barbarian soldier, and swung the ax down. Poof! The ax hit the barbarian soldier's back, and half of the ax did not even penetrate into the barbarian soldier's back. inside.
The barbarian soldier screamed and returned with a knife. The blade passed in front of the rebel's neck. The blade tore his throat open, and scarlet blood gurgled out.
His eyes were wide open and his body fell straight backwards.
The barbarian soldier who had been hit by an ax was screaming strangely, and I couldn't understand what he was shouting. However, there was an ax hanging on his back, and he looked like a lively and vigorous man, and his appearance was quite scary.
The surrounding rebels looked at their companions who had fallen to the ground and died miserably, and then at the wild beast-like soldiers, and were so frightened that they backed away.
The barbarian soldier rushed towards the rebels with a knife, and swung his machete continuously. In the blink of an eye, three more people were stabbed. They either fell to the ground or screamed and retreated.
The rebels are just a group of ordinary people with no formal training and no actual combat experience. Even if a group of them gather around to fight against the barbarians alone, the scene will look very difficult.
When the red-eyed barbarian soldier rushed towards another rebel, the latter was so frightened that he took several steps back. At the same time, he instinctively swung the hoe in his hand.
Bang! The hoe he swung out in panic hit the barbarian soldier on the forehead, knocking him to the side. Seeing this, the surrounding rebels realized that there was an opportunity and surrounded him like a honeycomb.
He swung the hoe behind his back and hit him hard on the back of the head.
This time the barbarian soldier could no longer hold on and fell forward, holding his head covered in blood with both hands, hunched into a ball on the ground.
At this time, the surrounding rebels became energetic, and people rushed forward, using sticks, axes, and hoes to greet the barbarian soldiers.
In the blink of an eye, the barbarian soldier turned into a bloody mess, with his internal organs flowing out and spreading all over the floor. There were rebel soldiers nearby who were barely able to bear it. They were holding on to the trees, kneeling on the ground and vomiting.
stand up.
This was just a corner of the battlefield. The rebels from the nine villages, totaling more than 900 people, surrounded dozens of barbarian soldiers, divided them into several pieces, and annihilated them one by one.
Zhu Yun, who was left behind as backup, stretched his neck from time to time and looked at the battlefield ahead, wanting to see what the fighting was like, but wherever he looked, there were either trees or rebels on the periphery.
No shadow of the soldiers can be seen.
He stamped his feet, sighed again, and muttered: "I followed Bo Sheng here to fight, not here to watch the fun!"
Liu Xiu, who was right next to Zhu Yun, naturally heard his muttering and said apologetically: "Brother Yun, you have been implicated by me."
Liu Xiu had a clear idea in his mind. If he hadn't been in Zhu Yun's village, Zhu Yun wouldn't have been left by his eldest brother to serve as a support team, and there would be no need for it.
Zhu Yun looked at Liu Xiu helplessly and sighed sincerely: "Axiu, Bo Sheng really has nothing to say to you!"
As the saying goes, the eldest brother is the father. Liu Yan is eleven years older than Liu Xiu. Liu Yan really loves Liu Xiu like a father to his son.
Liu Xiu nodded. He kept his eldest brother's kindness to him in mind, so he must stand by his eldest brother's side unconditionally and fully support him in whatever he wants to do.
Just as the two of them were talking, Orion Feng Da ran over in a hurry. When he came to Zhu Yun, he looked panicked and stammered: "Zhu... Master Zhu, no... it's not good..."
Zhu Yun rolled his eyes at him angrily and asked, "Why are you panicking? Could it be that the sky is falling?!"
